the quietude of chaos

Lost in the quietude of the chaos,
Something so beautiful when all around you is falling apart,

And all you can hear is the silence of your mind,

Finally able to think, lulled into a dream like state,
The utter stillness when it’s the only thing left to cling to,

To feel the emotions buried under the mundane and insane,
A perfect storm built inside the calm,

Profound what a little white noise can do to a shattered mind,
Pieces built around the hush of a scattered heart,
Peace of mind from a broken reality,

So ironic in that crazy sort of way,
That a whisper can change into a scream,

And a scream can leave you breathless in the best way.